I can't win

The other day, I asked my sister to listen to a voicemail. It was from Children's Hospital of Philadelphia, telling me my upcoming appointment there would be covered out-of-network.

Do you have an appointment at Children's Hospital of Philadelphia, she asked. When I told her I did, she said, What the hell?

I told her it was with a well-regarded Friedreich's ataxia expert, and her question became: What the hell took you so long to make the appointment.